A/N: Ok, whenever I write a multi-chapter story it takes me ages to update so in the hopes of improving that I am going to write one Annie-Auggie related drabble every day and see how I go. I would like to go all the way up to the new season but I highly doubt that I will make it that far. A week if I'm lucky.
Feedback is greatly appreciated on this as this isn't easy for me.
I am open to any prompts/ideas and will gladly include them :)
Disclaimer: If I owned Covert Affairs then the new season would have already started. Needless to say I don't.
Speed
"Annie, I really think we should slow down. This isn't exactly Nascar you know" Auggie said as he felt the car whip around yet another corner, causing lots of angry yells in what he assumed to be the general direction of the sidewalk. At least he hoped it was the sidewalk.
"Would you mind complaining after we outrun the bad guys with the rocket launcher" she replied, her heart skipping a beat when she barely missed a car that had stopped for a red light. The same red light she just blew through.
"Oh come on Annie they don't have a rocket launcher" he replied, sending a silent prayer to whoever was listening that they make it out of this alive.
"You don't know that" she said, hitting the accelerator as the sports car containing their pursuers came into view in the review mirror, coming dangerously close to the back bumper.
"Annie, exactly how fast are we going?" he asked, not entirely sure he wanted to know the answer.
"Umm, only slightly over the speed limit" she mumbled, turning a corner so fast the car almost tipped.
"Yeah, real convincing Annie. The car just tipped. TIPPED! I really think you should slow down" he said, panic filling his voice.
"Tell that to the people who want to kill us" she responded, rounding another corner and coming up onto the sidewalk which was thankfully unoccupied.
"Are we on the sidewalk?" Auggie half asked half shouted as he felt the car hit a bump followed by the sound of pavers under the tyres.
"No" she mumbled, drawing it out slightly.
"Annie" he said in warning.
She came to the end of the sidewalk and pulled back onto the road, their pursuers close behind.
"Nope, defiantly not" she said confidently while navigating the streets.
"Not anymore" he mumbled.
"What was that?" she asked sweetly.
"Nothing" he mumbled again, slightly louder.
He heard her curse in several different languages, only some of which he recognised before a series of loud bangs filled his ears directly followed by the unmistakeable sound of a bullet piercing metal.
"Get down" Annie said, whizzing through another intersection.
"Annie, how much longer are we going to do this? I need to know so I can start my will before we crash" he said from his position half on the seat and half on the floor.
Despite the obvious amount of danger that they were in Annie rolled her eyes.
"Just until I find somewhere to tur…never mind" she said, suddenly whipping the car in a complete 180 and going in the other direction, a risky move that they only got away with due to the complete surprise of the mauver.
Once they were safely Cruising down the road at a thankfully legal speed Auggie said "You owe me lunch now Walker"
"I owe you lunch, what for?" she asked.
"Because you almost got us killed" he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"You're forgetting that I saved us" she said, mimicking his tone.
"Barely" he scoffed.
This argument continued all the way to the hotel where Joan was waiting and not too happy to find the rental riddled with bullet holes…